Part 5 (2/2)
”The truth hath already been revealed unto me. Therefore I know,” was his reply. ”I know--and I here tell thee, O Lady. The Imperial House will have a son and heir.”
That prophecy, duly fulfilled as it was later on, caused the Empress to regard the dissolute ”saint” as a ”holy” man. In that eventful hour at Tsarskoe-Selo the die was cast. The Empress had fallen irrevocably beneath the spell of the amazing rascal, and the death-knell of the Romanoffs as rulers had been sounded.
When we backed out of the Empress's presence the peasant Ivan, who had introduced us, handed us over to the Tsar's chief valet, an elderly grey-bearded man in the Imperial livery, a man whose name we understood was Tchernoff, and who had been valet of the old Emperor Alexander III.
The Starets left the palace full of extreme satisfaction, and indeed, when an hour later we were alone together in the train returning to Petrograd, he grinned evilly across at me, and said meaningly:
”Alexandra Feodorovna did not forget our meeting at Kazan, though she did not allude to it. Ere long, though she is Empress, I intend that she shall sit at my feet and do my bidding!”
And he chuckled within himself as was his peasant's habit when mightily pleased.
Truly, that meeting with the Tsar's valet Tchernoff was quite as fateful to Russia as the meeting with the neurotic spiritualistic Empress herself.
CHAPTER III
THE POTSDAM PLOT DEVELOPS
ABOUT a week after Rasputin's first audience of the Empress Alexandra, the Bishop Theopha.n.u.s, confessor of the Imperial family, paid him a visit at the Poltavskaya.
The Bishop, a big, over-fed man, had a long chat with the Starets in my presence.
”Her Majesty was very much impressed by you, my dear Grichka,” said the well-known cleric to the man who, having pretended to abandon his profligate ways, had parted his hair in the middle and become a pilgrim.
”She has daily spoken of you, and you are to be commanded to audience with the Tsar. Hence I am here to give you some advice.”
The ”holy” man grinned with satisfaction, knowing how complete had been the success of Sturmer's plans. At the moment Theopha.n.u.s was in ignorance of the deeply laid plot to draw the Empress beneath the spell of the Starets whom the inferior cla.s.ses all over Russia--as well as the well-to-do--believed was leading such a saint-like, ascetic life in imitation of Christ.
Truly, Grichka dressed the part well, and gave himself the outward appearance of saintliness and G.o.dliness. Even the Bishop was bamboozled by him, just as Petrograd society was being mystified and electrified by the rising of ”the Divine Protector” of Russia.
Of his doctrine I need not here write. Dark hints of its astonis.h.i.+ng immorality have already leaked out to the world through chattering women who were members of the cult. My object here is to expose the most subtle and ingenious plot which the world has known--the Teutonic conspiracy against our Russian Empire.
Rasputin's ”religion” was not a novel one, as is generally supposed. It was simply a variation conceived by his mystically-inclined mind upon the one devised by Marcion in the early days of the Christian era. He had conceived the theory that the only means by which the spirit could be elevated was to mortify and destroy the flesh.
The Bishop Teofan, or Theopha.n.u.s, was a mock ascetic, just as was Rasputin. Bishop Alexis of Kazan, after Rasputin's visit there, had introduced him to the Rector of the Religious Academy, and already the mock saint had established a circle of ascetic students, of whom Teofan and another Starets named Mitia the Blessed (a name derived from Dmitry), who came from Montenegro, were members. But Rasputin, although the leader, had entirely imposed upon Teofan.
In all seriousness the Bishop told the Starets of the interest in him which the Empress had aroused in the mind of the Tsar.
”He is a keen spiritualist, just as is the Empress,” said the confessor.
”At Court everyone has heard of your marvellous powers. I can promise you great success if you carry out the views I will place before you. You must form a Court circle of disciples. The woman most likely to a.s.sist you is Madame Vyrubova, who, with Mademoiselle Kamensky, is Her Majesty's greatest confidante.”
”Very well, I will meet her. You arrange it.”
”To-morrow is Monday, and there will be the usual clerical reception at the Countess Ignatieff's. I will see that she is there to meet you.”
”Excellent, my dear Teofan!” said the ”saint.” ”In this affair we will help each other. I will form a circle of believers at Court, and Alexandra Feodorovna shall be at their head.”
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